Later that night, Sam was just starting to drift off to sleep, when she sensed another person in the room. She opened her eyes just in time to see Daniel entering.

He entered slowly, and looked around cautiously. "Is Janet still here?" he whispered quietly.

Sam laughed at his trepidation. "It's ok, Daniel. She left a little while ago. I told her you were coming, and she said it was ok if you came by for a little bit."

"Oh," he said, relieved. "I didn't want to get into any trouble or anything."

That's when Sam noticed he was holding one arm behind his back. "Daniel, are you
hiding something?"

He blushed slightly. "Oh, yeah. I almost forgot." He pulled his arm forward, revealing a plain paper bag. "I thought you might be getting sick of all the food here, so I went into town and stopped at a bakery," he explained. "It's nothing really. Just some chocolate walnut cookies," he stated, setting the bag on the table by Sam's bed.

"Thank you," she said, smiling. "Do I like those a lot?"

"Yes, I think you do. I remember one time I was in here myself, and you brought them to me, to try and cheer me up," he said.

"Thank you Daniel."

"It's nothing, really."

"I've started to remember things," Sam said suddenly.

"Really?" Daniel asked, enthusiastic.

"Not real memories," she clarified, "Just little... flashes, I guess you could say. I just see these random images now and then, of all of us. We're all close, aren't we?"

"Yes, we are. We have been working together for several years now, and we have
become good friends."

"Especially us?" Sam inquired.

"Ya, I guess you could say that. Why? What are you remembering?"

"Nothing specific, like I said. I see all of us in some of them, but in others, it's just you and me. I have a lot of those," she explained, blushing.

"We do spend a lot of time together. We have become really close over the years, and we've been through a lot together. You have helped me through many difficult times in my life, and I think I have done the same for you, or at least I've tried."

"I'm glad I have someone like you in my life Daniel. I hope I can get my memory back soon, and we can all get on with our lives."

Daniel sat down on Sam's bed beside her, and she sat up more to give him some more room. As Sam looked into his blue eyes, she suddenly had another flash.

Sam was lying in a bed in the infirmary and Daniel walked in. She heard him set something down, but she didn't turn around. "Hey Sam, how's it going tonight?" She heard him ask, his voice full of worry.

And just as suddenly, she was back to the present, Daniel looking rather concerned for her. "Sam? What happened, are you okay?"

"I- I don't know. I just had another of those flashes. I was here, and you had come to visit me. I know I was really upset about something, and you sounded really worried. It was weird. But that's all I keep getting, little bits like that."

"And nothing triggers them? They just happen?"

"I don't know. One minute, I will be fine, and suddenly, I am somewhere else, another place and time. They come to me like I'm reliving them."

"Maybe it's a good thing. Maybe it's all starting to come back to you now," Daniel suggested, happy.

"I hope you're right Daniel. I wish I could understand these memories more, though. Some of them are so confusing, and just random little pieces."

"I understand how you feel, Sam. I don't think I told you, but I actually lost my memory once too."

"Really? What happened?"

"Well, I can't tell you everything, but I guess I can tell you some of it. I was... sick, and I eventually got better, but I had no knowledge of who I was, or any of you. I was lost, confused, and not sure if I really wanted to know who I was."

"Why would you not want to know that?"

"I was scared- I think. You all told me such wonderful things about myself, I wasn't sure I could live up to it."

"What made you change your mind?"

"You, actually. You told me such great things about myself; I just had to know if it was all true. And eventually, it all came back to me. I hope the same happens for you too," he said, putting a hand on her shoulder.

Suddenly Sam was in a strange tent, wearing a military uniform, and standing before Daniel, who sat on the floor in some form of robes.

"All I know is, that if I were you, I would definitely want to get to know me- you."

"I get it."

"Come with us, let us show you who you are, instead of just telling you."

"I'll think about it.

"Ok." Sam stood to leave, but was stopped by Daniel calling out her name.

"Yeah?" she asked, standing in the entrance to the tent.

"Was there ever anything... between us?"

Sam paused a moment, as if taken of guard. "Us, uh...no, no not in that way. We- we were just really, really good friends.

"Ok."

"Sam? Hey Sam? You okay?" Daniel was looking at her worried again. "Did you have
another flash?"

"Yeah, it was really strange. I think it was just what you were talking about. We were in this tent, and I think I was trying to convince you to let us help you remember who you were. I asked you to come back with us. Come back with us from where?" she asked, confused.

"Uh- you meant back here, to the base. I- ah I was living with a group of tribal people in another country at the time. I don't think I told you that I'm an archeologist."

"Oh, that makes sense then. Thanks."

"No problem," he said, relieved she bought the story.

"Daniel? Can I ask you one more thing?"

"Sure."

"In the memory, you asked me almost the exact same question that I asked you the
other day. Were you honest when you said there was never anything between us?"

Daniel thought for a moment before answering. "Positive. Like I and you said, we have never been anything more than good friends."

"Okay. I believe you then. Did you or I ever want something... more?"

"Sam, I care deeply for you. I have known you for years, and you are very important to me. I believe you feel the same for me." He looked down at his watch. "I should be going now. You need to rest, and Janet will kill me if she finds out I was here so long."

"Oh. Okay," Sam said, looking down at her hands.

"Goodnight Sam. I'll see you in the morning."

As he walked away, Sam had one more flash.

Daniel was laying there, covered in bandages. Sam sat by his side, crying softly. "The way you look at things, it changes me. I see what really matters. I don't know why we wait to tell people how we really feel. I guess I hoped that you always knew."

Sam looked up at Daniel as he walked away. You're wrong, Daniel. I did want more, she thought to herself as watched him go.